"Rockin' The Suburbs" by Ben Folds

Let me tell ya'll what it's like
Being male, middle class, and white
It's a b****, if you don't believe
Listen up to my new cd
Sham on  

I got sh** running through my brain
So intense that I can't explain
All alone in my white boy pain
Shake your booty while the band complains  

I'm rockin' the suburbs
Just like Michael Jackson did
 
I'm rockin' the suburbs
Except that he was talented
I'm rockin' the suburbs
I take the checks and face the facts
 
That some producer with computers
Fixes all my sh***y tracks  

I'm pissed off but I'm too polite
When people break in the McDonalds' line
Mom and Dad, you made me so uptight
I'm gonna cuss on the mic tonight
I don't know how much I can take
Girl, give me something I can break  

I'm rockin' the suburbs
Just like Quiet Riot did
 
I'm rockin' the suburbs
Except that he was talented
I'm rockin' the suburbs
I take the checks and face the facts
 
That some producer with computers
Fixes all my sh***y tracks  


In a haze these days
I pull up to the stoplight
I can feel that something's not right
I can feel that someone's blasting me
With hate and bass
Sending dirty vibes my way
'Cause my great great great great grand-dad
Made someone's great great great great grand-daddy slaves
It wasn't my idea
 
It wasn't my idea
It never was my idea
I just drove to the store
For some Preparation-H  

Ya'll don't know what it's like
Being male, middle class, and white
It gets me real pissed off and it makes me wanna say
F*** 

Just like Jon Bon Jovi did
I'm rockin' the suburbs
Except that he was talented
I'm rockin' the suburbs
I take the checks and face the facts
That some producer with computers
Fixes all my sh***y tracks these days
I'm rockin' the suburbs
You'd better look out because I'm gonna say f***